Return of a "hero" (open)

[Jyo]

Once more another day was starting at the infamous #259. And once more the students headed to the main doors to hang around for a while before classes began. It had been a decent amount of time since a certain figure had been seen at the school. his reasons for not being present were currently unknown and with the amount of people that came and left it was unlikely he was even remembered except by the few who remained for a length of time.

As is common on these grounds a fight broke out between two students. First it wasn't that bad, just an argument between fellow classmates. one was a bully who constantly forced a weaker student to pay him mopney to keep from being beaten. this time he was denied and he made threats, but they didn't work. When those threats failed a fist was thrown at the smaller student who was knocked back and slammed into a wall. Another fist was sent at him but in a blur of motion an arm was in the path of the attack stopping it with ease. The crowd of students who had gathered turned there attention to a very tall student. One with long bright red hair and dark sunglasses. he had on a black tank-top and white jeans along with sneakers and fingerless gloves. the hair was pulled back into a ponytail and under the shades were a pair of brilliant green eyes.
"You know... I don't like people who extort other like this. you'de best stop and I'll let this slide." He said in a calm vioce.

The bully sneerd and threw a kick at the tall senior who was suddenly up in the air above the kick and let his left foot fly out catching the guy in the side of the head sending him stumbling away and crashing into a wall. Jyo Hanara Mashima landed lightly without making any noise and removed the dark shades as the punk he sent aside got to his feet.
"Last warning. Back off." he said. His warning wasn't heeded and the guy ran at him again. In a blur of motion Jyo run at him and he attacked with a sidekick launching the guy back into a wall cracking it and sending him to slump onto the ground. Jyo shook his head.
I've been away far too long it seems. He thought as he turned and started heading to class ignoring the stares of the other students. He had things to do today and one of them was not standing around while people stared at him. he had people to speak with and also had to catch up on events since his departure. It was likely to be an interesting first day back.

[The New Student Dean]

OOC: Care if I join?

Enter "Kaufman"

Somewhere, watching from a few dozen feet off was the glint of light, fitted squarely from a pair of glasses.

"Ahhh... very, very, very, very, very interesting, lad."

The boy was launched towards the wall, cracking it down. Damage of property. A pleasant smile growing on the observing giant's face. But, ah, surprise! The red-head boy was as tall as he was!

How interesting.

A few steps were taken, taking his time, but the red-head was slowly walking away to class. Damn the bell! Wanted to have some fun. Pace quickened.

"..Oye. Lad. Care to clean up your mess, lad?"

Gruffly hollering it out, the smile never once left his lips, his eyes dancing dangerously with fairies and ponies. Took him about a minute, but, provided 'Red' could hear him call out, that wouldn't be too bad. Stopping suddenly at the bully. Pity. Still breathing.

A kick.

Another kick.

Hands in pocket, as the Student Dean delivered ten kicks into the boy's stomach, the smile never leaving his face, his eyes delighting in the increasing numbers of ponies and fairies that drew out before his eyes, two stark differences in movement and emotion. Delight in pain? Or was it just fun?

"..Ah.. the trash is still moving. For a brave vigilante such as yourself, you've still a long ways, lad.." eyes never once leaving the body of the bully, who was cringing, beginning to bleed. Right foot raised, and delivered a stomp.

"But then, it's my first day here too. So, suppose I have to start earning my keep somehow, eh, lad?

The grin never stopped.

But in the pockets.. twitching. Twitching.

Thank you, Mister Red-Lad.

Beneath the glasses, something was gleaming.

Gleaming.

[Jyo]

Jyo stopped hearing a vioce and the mention of "red" obviously directed at him. He turned to see someone who seemed to be a faculty member kicking the punk he had taken down. Jyo walked back and he glared at the Dean.
"I really don't think that one needs to go so far. When one has lost the will to fight it is clear things need to go no further." he said leaning against a wall and crossing his arms.

"And as I have had much experiance in such a position for standing up for others I would have to say that I would likely be correct in my views on such matters." He added while narrowing his eyes slightly locking his gaze onto the dean's.
"So who am I speaking to? I don't belive I met you during my previous time here, and I met almost every person who was important in this school."

[The New Student Dean]

"I really don't think that one needs to go so far. When one has lost the will to fight it is clear things need to go no further." came 'Red-Lad', as he coolly leaned back onto one of the walls.

"Ah, but lad!" came the Dean, as he purposely walked onto the groaning bully's chest, as he walked towards 'Red-Lad', arms held at his sides, palms up, the delightful smile never leaving his face. "He is trash, lad! He'll just come back up again, if you leave him as this, and cause trouble again, once he's healed up, lad. Lengthen and make his injuries permanent, lad? One less problem we all have to deal with a long time, until more trash is thrown onto our school, eh lad?"

Such a nice ringing to his voice. If only what he was saying was more fitting to something idealistic, such as a persuasion over to a change of politics or something, instead of the eradication of students themselves.

"And as I have had much experiance in such a position for standing up for others I would have to say that I would likely be correct in my views on such matters." "But see, lad?" cried the Dean almost joyously, launching a backwards left kick at the bully, he suddenly went slamming into the wall again, doing further damage to the wall's integrity. "Stand up for others, by throwing away the trash, lad! Our school's dirty enough, wouldn't you say, lad?"

"And after all, it is school policy to keep our school clean, isn't it, lad?..." Throwing away subtlety for a moment, a very plainly sadistic feel was already growing on the Dean's face. "So who am I speaking to? I don't belive I met you during my previous time here, and I met almost every person who was important in this school."

His hands reached into his pocket again. For a bit, he stepped back, behind the student, the normal happy-go-lucky smile on his face, as his left hand reached into his back pocket and pulled out a Nagant Revolver, and clicked it open, his other hand quickly pulling a large round from his other back pocket as he slammed it in, and close the revolver with another satisfying *click*. Right hand held onto it, as his left hand spun the revolver. At once any students in the remaining area fled the scene, screaming, at the sight of a gun. A gunman at school?!

Left hand lightly touching the spinning chamber, it stopped instantly, and aimed it at the bully's head, who at once with silent with horror, eyes almost bulging out. "..Well, let's see if today's your lucky day, today, lad..."

"Oh, and Red-Lad?" his eyes leaving the bully for a brief second, the pleasant smile never once dropping...

"..Call me... "Kaufman", lad. The Student Dean, lad."

The eye was dancing, as his finger tugged slightly on the trigger.

"..Aye.. Russian Roulette. Let's play."

A smile.

[Jyo]

Jyo narrowed his eyes at the comments.
"So by beating them to the extent you do all you want to teach them is that there is no reason for them to try and improve themselves. Do you have any interest in having the students improve?" He asked uncrossing his arms and walking over to stand not even a foot away from the Dean.

"I've met your type before. You come in the same mold and are part of the reason things are getting worse, not better." He said as his eyes started glowing from his Qi charging up.
"I would suggest pointing that gun somewhere else Dean. Because as much of a little punk this kid may be... I won't let this happen even if it's a scare tactic. All you will do is instill more hatred in him, and he will never improve. Nor will anyone else. People like you who take the fualts of others and exploit them to act out your own sick amusments are at the base of this trouble." He said with his vioce turning very cold.

"Or will you sit there acting out being a "Tough Guy" just because you have that little toy to boost your self-esteem?" He asked. Jyo's body then tensed so he was ready to make any move needed at less than a moment's notice. His Qi fully chared as well exelling his perception of movements at the full %65 above normal that he could reach. It was likely this wouldn't end without trouble and Jyo was fully prepeared. After Hiroko and Asiv he doubted this guy would be any worse.

[The New Student Dean]

*Click*

"..Damn, lad. Didn't kill ya, lad."

"So by beating them to the extent you do all you want to teach them is that there is no reason for them to try and improve themselves. Do you have any interest in having the students improve?" said Red-Lad, as Bully-Lad began to piss himself. Strangely, Kaufman moved the Nagant's point towards his head.

*Click*

"Hah. Your turn."

"I've met your type before. You come in the same mold and are part of the reason things are getting worse, not better."

This time, aiming it at the bully's right shoulder.

"I would suggest pointing that gun somewhere else Dean. Because as much of a little punk this kid may be... I won't let this happen even if it's a scare tactic. All you will do is instill more hatred in him, and he will never improve. Nor will anyone else. People like you who take the fualts of others and exploit them to act out your own sick amusments are at the base of this trouble."

*Click*

"Hah. My turn again.."

Kaufman then aimed it at his own right shoulder..

"Or will you sit there acting out being a "Tough Guy" just because you have that little toy to boost your self-esteem?"

*Click*

"Your turn."

This time, at the boy's left knee...

*BANG*

"A-HA, LAD! YOU LOSE, LAD!"

The bully began screaming, and tried rolling away, as the blood came pouring out, Kaufman holstering the gun at his back. Smiling, pleased with his work, Kaufman slowly looked up towards Red-Lad.

"..I'm sorry, lad, did you say something, lad? I wasn't paying attention, lad.. Also, the kid's bleeding now, mind getting the nurse here, lad?"

..No really.

He just wasn't paying attention. Was really just too occupied playing Russian Roulette with the bully-lad.

Why?

He didn't care.

..Of course, that was only one reason, but, y'know, Jyo probably wasn't thinking about the 'WHY' right now..

The same pleasant smile never left his face.

Because, unlike the teachers who used scare tactics, "Kaufman" really followed through..

"..Bah, lad.." he muttered to himself. "..Just isn't the same like good ol' PHS #260, lad, simply isn't the same, lad. Got a light, lad? Left mine in my car." said, as he got out a cigarette, plopping the tip of it in his mouth.

[Jyo]

Kaufman actually wouldn't get the chance for the second 'click' Byt that time Jyo had stopped talking ad his left hand flew out in a palmstrike with all the speed and force he could muster at the Dean, which would likely send him flying back. To predict the attack would take quite a feat and nothing short of mind-reading as there was no warning and Kaufman was busy with something else while ignoring Jyo. He had enough of this. It happened back at #499 a few times and this was no different. Back then it had been the gun pointed at student's who's safty was assigned to him. The instincts to protect others were still there.

"How pathectic. Aiming a gun at a helpless kid." He said as his hand retracted from the attack.
"How about you try threatening someone who can fight back?"

[The New Student Dean]

OOC: For reference, (hopefully I wasn't too vague), but that time, the title was the first 'click'. Kaufman made direct commentary on that, switching it to himself. So... if you want, I can let you edit your post saying the third 'click', if there was confusion there, and therefor, I'll edit this post correspondingly. Otherwise, second click, he was aiming it at himself. >_> For the record, this time, the title isn't included (Sorry again, for vagueness!).

The Second Cli---

To predict the attack would take quite a feat and nothing short of mind-reading as there was no warning and Kaufman was busy with something else while ignoring Jyo.

"..I'm suprised you want to save my life, Red-Lad! How stoic of you, lad!"

Said, as moved the bottom of his elbow to block the move, being pushed off a good three feet back, unable to click on his Nagant the second time around, even if it was underneath his chin..

"How pathectic. Aiming a gun at a helpless kid."

"Well, lad, it's part of the game, lad. I have to take my own risks as well, though, I was playing version two of Russian Roulette with him, lad.."

"How about you try threatening someone who can fight back?"

"..Alright, lad. Tell ya what... wanna play Russian Roulette with me, in that trash's place, lad? I'll give you something nice, lad, if you don't get shot first, lad.. A brass K=knuckle, lad, how does that sound, lad!?"

The pleasantness never left his eyes, nor his mouth, but his eyes had become much more watchful. This was a gamble he was offering, after all, and that was definitely ONE thing he at least honored. And anyways, he'd only brought one bullet with him, to accompany his Nagant, this time around, so, no Turkish Roulette.

..Or, Red-Lad could put up his dukes, and they could start fighting, since that's what they both REALLY wanted..

Is it possible?

..Possible to have a pleasant, yet evil glint in one's eye?

If so...

An evil, pleasant glint sparkled in his eye.

[Jyo]

"I don't give a damn what game you try and play with me." Jyo said and thena dressed the punk.
"Get out of here." He said, and the kid ran off. Jyo then motioned for Kaufman to come at him.
"If you want to point that gun and pull the trigger do it. Or come at me right no. Either way I'll make sure you think twice before you start this crap." he said as he reided his body to move however he needed to. he wasn't sure if Kaufman would pull the trigger or attack hand to hand. Either way Jyo would be ready for it.

[The New Student Dean]

Gamble With The Student Dean?

"I don't give a damn what game you try and play with me."

"..Pity. Are you sure?"

"Get out of here."

Eyebrow raised. The bully escaped. Peh. For a brief moment, Kaufman chewed his lips into a slight frown. The trash had gotten away... and instead, he was left here, with an angry 'Red-Lad'. Cocking his head slightly to the side, he looked at Red-Lad, disappointed.

"If you want to point that gun and pull the trigger do it. Or come at me right no. Either way I'll make sure you think twice before you start this crap."

"..Usually only need to think these things once through, lad. I'm a fairly impulsive person, lad. Hehehehehehe... lad. Do you want to play? You DID technically attack me, even if it was to save my life, lad.. so, either, we can play.. or..."

An eerie smile growing...

Holding out the Nagant out, he flipped it open. There the bullet was. Four chambers away. Would've meant an injury for Trash-Lad. Ah well. Pulling it out, and waving it around for Jyo to watch, the smile returning to his face, he plunged it onto the top chamber, and clicked it back shut. Spinning the chamber, he stopped it suddenly with the tip of his finger.. and aimed it at his left shoulder.

*CLICK*

"..Well, lad, looks like I'm lucky, lad.."

Arching back his hand a bit, he suddenly hurled the Nagant at Red-Lad, directly towards the chest. An easy catch. Right?

"Lad, your ultimatum, lad. Play with me, and possibly get out of trouble, possibly injure yourself, lad... Meaning, spinning the chamber, and aiming it at a limb, lad. First man shot is the loser, lad. Or.. throw it down and I'll administer punishment, which needn't be long, lad.. but fight back, and well, lad.."

..Ever the pleasant smile.

And as usual, serious.

He only played his own games, and got himself into his own trouble. No orders taken, he wouldn't simply 'charge' at Jyo. But, he would irritate him. Battle of wits? Russian Roulette? Or fight me?

Huh? Huh? Huh? Eh? What's it gonna be, lad?

[Jyo]

As the weapon was tossed at him Jyo simply swatted it away. he had no interest in playing around. back before he left he might have humored the Dean, but he had changed drastically in the way he acted after the attack on him by Rastal and his time spent away from the school.
"Try whatever you want. You are all the same." He said simply, and just stood there. he would be glad for just leaving now as the student had gotten away. He had done what he wanted, helped one student out and then let the other aviod a bullet.

"Either you try and punish me or I'm leaving." He said

[The New Student Dean]

'All The Same'

"Try whatever you want. You are all the same."

"..Oh, really, lad?"

"Either you try and punish me or I'm leaving."

His Nagant went flying. Pity. He'd have to collect that later.

Pity.

"...Ahhh... A time when when everything was black and white, a time when the lines were clear, lad... A time when everything was perfectly pristine and clear, lad. I remember those days.. I remember those days quite well, lad.." eyes in the air, reminiscing, a slightly more serious look on his face. The 'playfulness' had dropped. Unfortunately, he now had to take action. Red-Lad had rejected his ultimatum. ..Real pity.

They were..

"..You're very similar to me as I used to be, if not completely identical, lad. Must say, I've resisted my thoughts on fighting against you for a long time. But, I'm sure you don't want to hear someone like me reminiscence on some 'shitty' old story like that.. isn't that right... lad?"

The grin returned. His hands were pocketed suddenly, and it was obvious that something was up.

"Forgive me, but, unless I can pound it into your head, it'll feel like I lost that gamble.. twice, lad."

And immediately, suddenly, dashed at Red-Lad, hands still in pockets, yet watching, ready to react near-instantaneously, the seconds flying by them, yet looking at everything in slow motion.

"..A gamble called.. 'life', lad."

His glasses sparkled.

Time to talk was over.

Time to fight was now.

'Cause until I pound it into you.. with these brass knuckles...

You're exactly the same as the rest of them.

* * * * * * * * * * * * *

"Kaufman's" Statistics
-Strength: 45-
-Dexterity: 60-
-Constitution: 40-
-Wisdom: 75-
-Intelligence: 45-
-Charisma: 30-

Jyo's Statistics
-Strength: 41-
-Dexterity: 41-
-Constitution: 37-
-Wisdom: 42-
-Intelligence: 40-
-Charisma: 25-

Statistical Comparison

-"Kaufman" has a 10% Strength advantage over Jyo!-
-"Kaufman" has a 46% Dexterity advantage over Jyo!-
-"Kaufman" has a 8% Constitution advantage over Jyo!-
-"Kaufman" has a 79% Wisdom advantage over Jyo!-
-"Kaufman" has a 13% Intelligence advantage over Jyo!-
-"Kaufman" has a 20% Charisma advantage over Jyo!-

Notes:
-Kaufman's level statistic is in constant use!-
-Kaufman's weakpoint is his glasses, and is thus guarded fiercely!-
-Kaufman will beserk if you knock off his glasses!-
-Kaufman (unknown to Jyo) has slipped on brass knuckles on each fist in his pockets!-
-Kaufman has an arm/leg length advantage!-
-If forced to use second or third level of Qi, Kaufman will be fighting against time!-

Edits: Just little minuscule things here, in terms of correcting the data.

[Jyo]

Jyo didn't even take the time to respond to this over-sized punk of a man. He wiated until the guy was done talking and then apparently the man dashed at him. With Jyo's Qi active the movements were easy to see and he waited until the very last instant before shooting his right leg out aimed at the Dean's gut, but instead of attempting to stop him he would instead roll back and attempt to launch the Dean over him continuing on his path using his momentum against him. However it was liekly it would fail and Jyo kept himself ready to react to counters that could be used against the move.

And they call the students the violent ones with no sense of order. When they are just as bad or even worse than us. Thats why nothing's being fixed. Is because they are causing just as much trouble as any student. He thought. During his years he had found the adults were the ones who were more sadistic and took much more pleasure in the chaos than most students he met. There had been good and bad on both sides and it seemed none of the right people were in charge.

[The New Student Dean]

The Human Limit

The human reaction limit.

0.11 seconds.

To be able to do this is near impossible. Yet some are born with the gift. Is it Qi? Quite possibly. The gene pool in the area in 259 seemed to possess possible holders of this limit. Karel. Jacob. And even Jyo. What happens, though.. when you go beyond this limit? If your just as fast, and just as reactive? Perhaps THAT is what is known as 'God-Like' Speed. Truly, there were many gifted students at 259. But, that's how things are. "Kaufman" was one of those who was also born with this gift, and retained the human reaction limit of 0.11 seconds at his age. What he did with it, and how he ended up as a student dean, however... is a story for another time. But why bring it up?

---Just at the last second, Kaufman suddenly moved, reacting in the same way as Jyo. And.. performed a kick, in the exact same manner as Jyo.. in mirror form. Feet and legs stalemated on the same side. The smile was on Kaufman's face, but his eyes seemed to be blanking out. As if he was just.. doing that. Just reacting.

..Their legs, filled with muscle. Did Jyo still roll back, or was he stuck in the stalemate? If so, then Kaufman stayed where he was. If not? He would roll back, in the exact same fashion.

"..Not bad... lad..."

[Jyo]

Jyo didn't even give the Dean a chance to speak. As soon as their kicks met he abandoned the plan to roll back and instead he swing the other leg up for a kick aimed at the man's ribs. His other foot would be touching down as soon as the blow would hit if sucessful.
Not shabby. But he's not any better than Asiv and he doesn't know about the heaven blast of revenge. He thought as he reacted. Jyo would pull his foot back if it worked and then leap away and wait for the Dean to make a move.